while I've been away...

It's been about six weeks since I've blogged about anything, but rest assured, I've been keeping busy. Yes, August of 2015 shall now be referred to as The Month of the Hospital, as I couldn't seem to stay out of it. But because I'm super considerate, I spread my hospital visits around. You know, to keep things fair. Haha! 

My first hospital visit, in early August, was for cataract surgery. No, you didn't read that wrong, I said cataract surgery. As in, a surgery most often reserved for older folks. The high dose of steroids I take have some sneaky and sucky side-effects though and, you guessed it, cataracts are one of them. So because I'm high-maintenance and prefer to see as clearly as possible (ha!) I got my left one fixed.

Please note the giant "X" over my left eye. Always good to mark which eye to be operated on, right? Plus, who doesn't want a big X on their forehead, to go with their super cute blue hairnet? Haha!

Ten minutes after I was wheeled out of the prep room, the surgery was over and I was the proud new owner of a new eye lens and nifty patch!

"Bring me your delicious children!" is all I could think when I saw how freaking dilated my cataract-y eye had gotten after surgery. Haha!

The recovery wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be, but one major problem was not being able to read or paint my nails. The artificial lens that my doctor put in only works for seeing things far away. Up close, it's all a blur. He likes to refer to this as "short arm syndrome," because suddenly, I found myself trying to put as much distance as I can between whatever I'm trying to read and my eyeballs. Unfortunately, this doesn't work, hence my doctor's funny phrase. Also, this is one of the reasons why I love him. He's unintentionally hilarious.  

Anyway, so while I was dying of boredom because my other eye could only read for so long before getting tired, and painting my nails was pretty much impossible (holy not even close to cleaning up my cuticles!) my body decided to double-down on health complications by brewing up an internal infection that traveled up to my kidneys. 

So one bright and sunny Monday, two weeks after my first hospital visit, I pretty much collapsed in my kitchen because I was so cold that my knees started to wobble and I couldn't stand. And when I mean cold, I mean cold, guys and gals. I'm Canadian and am therefore well versed with coldness and I can honestly say that I've never experienced a cold like that. Add in some uncontrollable nausea, and I wound up with a free ride to my local hospital via an ambulance.

After chilling in the E.R. for a while (chilling--get it? Haha! Even when I'm sick, I'm really quite funny) I was formally admitted and then spent the next couple of days hooked up to an IV that slowly dripped medicine into my infection-riddled body. Naturally, I named my IV pole. Because, of course. 

IVana Drip proved to be a tricky little minx, but all in all, we got along pretty well. 

Thankfully, I was only kept for one night, and managed to get a semi-private room with a bit of a view.

The recovery from the infection took about ten days and I'm happy to report that as of last week, blood work confirmed that I'm back to being as healthy a horse. Or my version of that anyway. Haha! My eyeball has healed up nicely as well, but that's why I've been so absent. There just wasn't a lot of time during August and early September where I felt well enough to blog. 

This week, I've had a successive seven-day absence from needing medical attention--yay!--and I've slowly been pulling myself back together. I'm even back to reading now and already know that the book I'm into at the moment is SO resulting in a review and tribute mani (it's so funny!) so hopefully I'll be able to put a review and tribute mani next week. I also have some new posts brewing and my plan is to get back into my blogging schedule within the next few weeks.

So that's what's been going on with me. Not the awesomest of stories, but a story nonetheless. (Shout-out to my hubs, The Remix, for being so supportive during all the madness. You're the best, babe!)

I hope you've all had a great end of your summers! Happy Pumpkin Spice Season! Haha!


  1. Glad you are doing better and back to your old self.


  2. What an eventful couple months! I am glad to hear you are doing better!

  3. I'm so relieved you're ok! It's times like these that I smack Fedora on the arm and demand that we move to Toronto as soon as possible (I coulda come over and painted your nails! That would be a laugh, and a cringe. Muahahaha.) I was freaked a bit about the kidney thing. My cousin, who lives locally and has been on the big P for about 9 months, collapsed with a massive kidney infection. His went in the opposite direction- sepsis and shut down the liver. He was on life support, unable to breathe on his own and in a medically-induced coma. More reasons to hate Prednisone! :(

    On the plus side, that freaky eye photo provides some opportunities.... :D


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